I see the way everyone looks at me
Why do they want me to be in misery
Haven't I suffered enough these last two years?
I can't get over my pain. I am living in fear.
What if I died today? Where would you be?
Would you come to see me when I go for eternity?
Would you be happy that I am not here anymore?
Would you lay there and cry on the floor?
It's hard to go on with these thoughts so bad.
I can't erase them, and it really makes me sad.
What can I do? How can they see?
What do they really mean to me?